Poems from chelseathorpe
let me tell you our story
well, I don’t know your story
but I know mine
and I want to tell you why I ran away
i know it’s been a year...
here’s to putting our headphones on
and blocking out the true reality
to fill it with the stream of consciousness that
conquers the world...
you can do whatever you want
you can flirt with her
you can dance with her
but you will never know how I feel
or why I feel this way
...